Pinky Surprise

Thinking of You

I found your site on Tumblr. Someone reblogged a photo of you on another site. You were wearing a blue bra and blue and green panties, and I thought you looked hot, so I clicked through. On the first page you mention watching a video of a girl getting off, and that you want to put something in your vag. (I don’t really like that word, but somehow your blunt usage of it, the way you casually mention needing something inside you, it seems sexual, instead of clinical.)

I start paging back through your archives, looking for more photos. On page two, you are answering questions from your followers, telling them your bra size and sexual fantasies. One guy says he wants to spank you and cum on your ass. You like that idea.

On page three, I find a video of you sitting on your vibe. I watch you grind up and down, sliding it in and out of your pussy. I listen to the sound of your breath as you fuck yourself faster and faster. The video ends before you cum, and I am disappointed, but turned on.

By page four, I am stiff as a board. My cock is straining against my jeans. Below a photo of you spreading your ass, your toy lodged deep in your pussy, there is a post from you talking about how horny you are, and how you need someone to “drill your cunt.” I press my hand against my erection, inhaling at the pressure, and imagine surprising you by pulling the vibrator out, and replacing it with my cock.

Scrolling down, I find the next photo of you. You are sitting back on your bed, completely naked. The camera is positioned between your spread thighs, your breasts at the top of the frame, one nipple visible, and begging for me to wrap my lips around it. One hand reaches between your legs, fingers spreading your lips to show your clit. Between your fingers I can just see your trimmed pubic hair, very short, growing back around a small landing strip.

But what makes my cock surge and drives me to unbutton my pants and finally begin stroking is that your pussy is glistening wet and creamy. I can tell how turned on you are, and I imagine you taking this photo, and then typing that post begging for someone to drill your cunt. I want to be there, to rub the head of my cock along your lips, spreading your cream over my head before I push deep into you. I imagine your cunt wrapping tightly around me, as I slide slowly and effortlessly into your wet, creamy pussy.

I’m breathing quickly, feeling my cock stiffen in my hands, and my balls tighten. I just found your site 15 minutes ago, and now I’m about to cum from looking at your photos.

I imagine you sitting on the edge of your bed, legs wrapped around me, my cock buried in your vag. I start fucking you faster, the wet sounds driving me towards orgasm. I imagine your fingers gripping my shoulder, biting your lip as you watch my cock drill into you. I grab your tits and pull on your nipples and am rewarded by you groaning. I imagine you reach between us, rubbing your clit. You lean forward, your body tensing, and I feel a fluttering around the head of my cock, and then you get a bit tighter and wetter.

Leaning back on the couch, my hand is flying on my cock, my fingers rubbing against the edge of my head, swollen and hard in my hand. I breathe heavily and stare at the image of your creamy vag, and feel the familiar tightening in my balls. My legs stiffen, and I cum hard. My eyes are closed, but I can feel the hot fluid pumping out, running down my fingers and cock, dripping on my belly.

I catch my breath and smile as I click the “follow” button. I can’t wait to see what you post next.

Seven Minutes In Heaven

We had been flirting all evening, and as the party wore on, things started getting more adventurous. The host was moving soon, and clearly wasn’t going to be happy until the party turned into some sort of orgy. He had been liberal with drinks and weed all evening, and we weren’t the only couple building up towards an obvious conclusion.

Eventually some variation of strip-poker / spin-the-bottle / truth-or-dare started up, and it wasn’t long until most of us were naked or nearly so. She was down to a black thong with wide pink lace trim, and I was completely naked. Most of the guys in the circle were at least semi-hard, depending on how much attention had been focussed on them recently. The host had two girls, one on each side, each giggling and trying to distract him by doing interesting things while he kept the game going.

Eventually, the bottle landed on her, and the host announced that her dare was seven minutes in heaven, the old teenage kissing-in-the-closet party game. She smiled and pointed to me and walked towards the bedroom.

“WAIT!” bellowed the host, and announced a modified rule. The rule was that we had to sit on the couch, her in my lap, my cock in her pussy, and the first one to cum loses. She hesitated for only a second and then announced I was going down.

The couch was in the main room, but on the other side from where the group sat on the floor playing the game. It wasn’t private, but we weren’t the center of attention, either. I sat down, and before I knew what was happening, she dove between my legs and started sucking my cock.

“Hey!” I protested, half-heartedly, “that’s cheating! You can’t get me ready to cum like that!”

A roar of laughter came from the host and the few members of the party who weren’t already breaking away to start their own action. She released my cock with a wet pop, slid her panties off before climbing on top of me.

“All’s fair,” she grinned, and then lowered herself onto my cock. I groaned as her pussy wrapped around my head, and she laughed “This is going to be easier than I thought!”

I breathed carefully and calmed myself. She wasn’t moving, I noticed, and she was wet enough that I had slid easily into her.

“I dunno, seems like I’m not the only one who’s ready to go.”

“Hey, boy, I’ve got self-control. I bet you jerk off every night. You’re gonna cum first.”

“You think about me jerking off a lot, do you?”

“Ha! No, I usually think about the soccer team before slipping into bed with my vibrator.”

My cock twitched inside her.

“Oh, you like that thought, do you? Well, let me tell you all about it. I watch the soccer team practice sometimes, and I sit in the stands, squeezing my legs together, leaning forward to put pressure on my clit, and just admiring their legs. Then when I get home, sometimes I find I’ve creamed all over my panties. On those nights, I go to bed naked.”

My cock swelled again and she rolled her hips, causing a wave of pleasure.

“I usually spend awhile just touching my body, playing with my tits. Sometimes if I’m in the right mood, I can get off just by squeezing my nipples.” As she said this, she pulled on her nipples, both right at my eyeline. I put my hands on her hips as she rocked again, and I groaned, feeling my cock slip deeper inside her.

“When I really want to get down to business, I get out my vibrator. It’s just a little pocket rocket, but it’s got this little textured head, and when I press it against my clit, I can feel it in my toes. I lie on my back, and spread my legs, with my clit buzzing and imagine a guy pressing on top of me.” As she said this, she leaned forward, pressing her breast against my face. I tried to think calm, non sexy thoughts, but her voice kept whispering right above my ear, her breath husky.

“Sometimes, that’s all it takes, and I just give myself a quick little surface orgasm… but sometimes I need more, and I roll over onto my stomach. One arm under me, keeping pressure on my clit, and with the other I reach behind me. I need that pressure inside, that feeling of being filled. I’ll get up on my knees and rock back and forth, thrusting two even three fingers inside from behind…” She was full-on humping me now, grinding my cock deeper into her, arms wrapped around my head, thighs wrapped around my legs, pulling me, moaning in my ear.

“Every now and then, when it’s really good, and I’m working my clit and fucking myself I feel this extra release and I g…” before she could finish this though, I reached behind her and slid my hand down her ass. Finding the root of my cock already filling her, I pulled my fingers back up, and slid a finger into her ass, the opening already wet and slick, offering no resistance.

She cried out in surprise, and I felt her pussy and asshole suddenly tighten, clamping down on my cock and finger. The extra sensation pushed me over the edge, and I groaned and pushed upward, my cock pumping inside her as I came, her pussy twitching and spasming around me. She stiffened when she felt me cum and gripped my shoulder hard, clearly pushed over the edge as well.

After a second, I eased my finger out of her ass, and she moaned happily in my ear.

“Who won?” I asked, breathlessly.

“I think we both did,” she whispered as she nibbled my ear.

Exactly What She Needed

“I’ll let you cum in my mouth if you put your cock in me while I get off,” she said, unexpectedly. We were sitting on the couch together, watching a movie, I forget what. She was still wearing the low-cut dress she’d had on at the bar that night.

“Um,” I stammered, “You’ve put a lot of thought into this, have you?” She hesitated before answering, crossed her legs, then uncrossed them before turning to look me in the eye.

“Look, she said, “you’re cute, you’re only here for the weekend, you’re crashing on my couch, and I haven’t gotten laid in weeks.” She leaned forward, poking my chest, letting me look down her cleavage at her bright pink bra. “Now, are you in or out?”

Three minutes later, we were in her room, taking each other’s clothes off. I pulled her dress over her head, and she undid my belt and helped me step out of my pants. I took my shirt off, and she licked my ear as I struggled out of my boxers.

“Rules,” she breathed in my ear. “Don’t fuck me, and don’t cum in me. I’ve been thinking about this all day. I want to taste your cum.” She lay down on her back, ass on the edge of the bed, and I ran my hands between her legs. Her panties, some sort of thin mesh fabric, were already wet. I pulled them down while she removed her bra, freeing her large breasts.

“I’ve been having trouble getting off by myself lately. I need something more than a vibe or my fingers.” As she spoke, I stood between her legs, stroking my stiffening cock. I could see she kept everything trimmed short, just the slightest hint of a bush, all the short little hairs just long enough to point down towards her already glistening lips.

“I need something hot and stiff to fill me up, but I don’t want you to fuck me. I just want you in me. Just hold still, firm and deep, until I cum, then you can cum.” I stepped forward, rubbed my head up along her lips, and she inhaled sharply as I brushed against her clit. Moving back down, she parted slickly around me, and I slid easily inside.

Her eyes were closed and she bit her lip as I pushed into her. I slid quickly out, and then more firmly back in, and she wrapped her legs tightly around, holding my cock as deep in her as possible. I groaned, wanting to continue, and she grinned. Breathing deeply, we just held there for a moment, her pussy warm and soft around me.

She squeezed her tits, rubbing from the outside towards the middle, ending by pinching each nipple firmly. She softly moaned, and did it again, and this time I felt her cunt squeeze around me. Still cupping one breast, she reached up with her right hand and slipped two fingers into her mouth. She kept eye contact with me and smiled when she felt my cock surge in response to her pantomimed blow job.

I leaned back, grabbing her knees, and she loosened her grip around my waist, sensing that I now understood her need. Then she reached between us and began rubbing her clit.

Watching her was incredibly hot. Her breathing became ragged, and her eyes glazed. Her fingers moved in tight circles, brushing me on each stroke. Her fingernails, slightly sharp, nearly scratching as she began to move more frantically.

It probably only took a few minutes, but trying to hold perfectly still while watching her build towards her orgasm was very difficult. My cock was hard and tight, and I could picture my head, swollen and round, rubbing against her own engorged pussy walls. Every now and then she would gasp slightly, and I would feel her suddenly gape around me, and then seconds later, contract just as suddenly.

“Oh god,” she breathed, “I’m gonna cum.” She seemed startled, and her whole body began to tense, knees pulling upwards, her head lifting off the bed, eyes closed. “Now!” she gasped, “Oh now!” Her fingers stopped moving, and I felt a sudden rush of warmth around the base of my shaft, and then her pussy was tighter, squeezing, pulsing, pushing down around me. I had to push back to stay inside her, as she tried to straighten her legs. She groaned loudly and gradually loosened, laying back on the bed, breathing heavily.

After a moment, I shifted slightly, pressing my cock deeper into her. She moaned, and opened her eyes. As she looked eagerly at me, I realized that I was on the brink myself, breath ragged, heartbeat pulsing in my cock.

“Now,” she said, “It’s your turn.” She wriggled around under me, sliding off the edge of the bed. I slipped out of her, and as she came down to kneel between my legs, my cock came to rest against her cheek. It was slick with her juices and she playfully licked the length of it, flicking the tip with her tongue.

After a second of teasing, realizing she was going to keep going like this, I grabbed my cock with one hand and her head with the other. Not pushing her, just holding her where I needed her. She moaned happily, and opened her mouth as I began pumping. Everything was so wet and I was so hard, I knew it wouldn’t be long. She kept her mouth open, just at the tip, still licking and teasing with her tongue.

As I neared my finish, she continued making happy little moans and I realized that her hand was back between her legs, moving quickly. I gripped her hair more tightly, and she groaned deeply “cum for me,” and then I was. The first spurt ended up on her tongue, and then she wrapped her lips around me. I came hard shooting into her mouth, and then when she opened her lips, dripping onto her tits and belly.

After a minute, I staggered backwards and leaned against the wall, and stayed where she was, kneeling by the bed, licking her lips and idly rubbing her clit while my cum dripped down her chest.

“That,” she said, “was exactly what I needed.”

The Wrong Room

I woke up with a pair of lips wrapped around my cock. Half asleep, I groaned as she swirled her tongue around my head and squeezed my shaft with her hand. I felt, more than heard, the aroused sounds and small moans she was making as my cock stiffened in her mouth. I reached down, running my fingers through her hair, feeling her head bob up and down on me.

I opened my eyes and was suddenly wide awake as I realized who was going down on me. My bedroom door was slightly open, and in the light from the hallway, I could see my roommate’s girlfriend kneeling next to me on the bed. She was still wearing the silver dress she went clubbing in, and it was low-cut enough that I could see her tits down the front of it.

Startled, I gripped her hair, and any thoughts I was about to have of telling her to stop vanished instantly as she moaned and pushed her head further down, and I felt my cock slide into her throat. I inhaled sharply and let go of her hair and she slowly slid my cock all the way out of her mouth, and then sucked just the head back in.

As she began rubbing her hand up and down the length of me and working her tongue around the most sensitive part of my head, I turned to the side and pulled her thighs so that her knees were by my shoulders. I slid my hand up the back of her thigh, to her ass. Her panties were thin mesh, and already damp. I slid a finger under and pulled them to one side, and then plunged my middle finger into her already soaking pussy. She arched her back and started bobbing her head up and down again.

I closed my eyes and focused on the feeling of her mouth on my cock. It was hot and wet, and she was making slurping noises. I slid another finger into her pussy, and she rocked back slightly, pushing my fingers deeper into her.

I began to slide my fingers in and out, matching my pace her hers, sliding my fingers into her up to the knuckle just as she slid me into her throat, and pulling almost all the way out as she slipped her lips up, squeezing the base of my shaft as she did.

In just a few seconds my breathing was ragged. Sensing I was getting close, she picked up the pace, and so did I. Oh god, I whispered, you’re making me cum… and I pushed my fingers deep into her and held them there as my cock started twitching and pumping cum into her mouth. She moaned happily and continued to rub and lick, letting my cum run out of her mouth and all over her fingers and me.

When my orgasm passed, I let my fingers slip out of her, and before I could say anything, she drunkenly weaved her way out the bedroom door. A few seconds later, I heard our front door open and close and she was gone. After I cleaned up and climbed back in bed, I wondered if I should tell my roommate that his girlfriend had come into the wrong room, or just hope that it happened again.

My Longest Recurring Fantasy

My longest recurring fantasy has to do with sneaking into your bedroom and fucking you while you masturbate. Often, when I’m getting off, I imagine you doing the same. I picture you laying on your stomach on your bed, on top of the covers. Sometimes I picture you naked, as if you just got out of the shower, warm and pink-skinned. Other times you are mostly dressed, your skirt hiked around your waist and your panties discarded on the floor, as if you got home from work and went straight to the bedroom.

But always you are laying on your stomach, with one hand between your thighs, fingers frantically rubbing circles around your clit. Your legs are spread, and I can see that your pussy is inflamed with lust, lips slightly parted, and glistening with your wetness. Your eyes are closed, but your mouth is open, and you’re breathing heavily. Your body is tense, and I can tell that you’re building towards a rocking orgasm.

In my fantasy, I have somehow managed to sneak into your room without you noticing. I am standing near the foot of your bed, watching you masturbate, and I am intensely aroused. My pants are off, and I am stroking my erect cock.

Your breathing is becoming huskier, and you’re making quiet little moans and sounds of pleasure as you build towards your climax. Suddenly, I hear your breath catch, and see your pussy start to clench as the orgasm begins to wash over you.

That’s when I step between your open legs, grab your hips, and in one smooth motion, pull you back towards me. My cock slides easily into your cunt, which continues to pulse, eager to have something to squeeze. Your legs, suddenly dangling off the bed, quickly grab for purchase, and you wrap them around me.

My sudden presence startles you, naturally, and quickly, you’re up on your hands, your eyes wide open, looking back to see who’s suddenly fucking you. Raising up like that shifts your weight back, but I keep a firm grip on your hips, and push my cock even deeper into you. You groan and close your eyes again as your orgasm finishes rolling through your body, and I hold you firmly in place as you rock slightly back and forth.

Eventually your internal throbbing finishes, and you collapse back onto the bed. You barely have a chance to catch your breath, however, as I start slowly fucking you. You moan in time with my thrusts and grab desperately at the blankets.

After your orgasm, your pussy is practically gaping open, and the room is filled with sloppy wet noises. This seems to turn you on even more, and suddenly your cunt tightens around me, and I feel a surge of new wetness around my cock.

The fantasy ends many different ways. Sometimes, after a few minutes, I grunt out a warning, and you quickly twist around, dropping to your knees in front of me. You suck me off, eagerly tasting your own cream on my shaft until I cum in your mouth.

Other times, you warn me not to cum inside you, so I pull out at the last second, my cum shooting up your back, and running down your ass. You always seem startled (but pleased) at the feel of my hot cum on your skin.

Most times, however, I just keep fucking you until I cum inside you. Sometimes you start rubbing your clit again when I come, other times you just moan happily when you feel my cock pulsing inside you.

This idea, of sneaking in and filling you up just as you begin to orgasm is a frequent fantasy of mine. I have imagined you cumming in every way imaginable, but almost always because I slipped my cock inside you at just the right moment, and that idea turns me on incredibly. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think I’ll go fantasize about you one more time.

At the Movies

We’re at the movies, but neither one of us is paying any attention to what’s happening on screen. The movie is a few weeks old, and there are maybe 15 other people in the theater, and none of them are sitting anywhere near us. The lights have been out for 20 minutes, and she’s whispering filthy things in my ear.

She’s wearing her work clothes, since we met here right after she got off. Her dress shirt is unbuttoned almost down to her navel, and she’s undoing her pants right now. The armrest between us is up, and we’re sitting very close together. I have one arm wrapped around her waist, and my other hand is inside her bra.

She’s telling me that she’s been thinking about me all day, and the more she thought about me, the hotter she got. She tells me about crossing her legs and squeezing her thighs together during a long meeting. She tells me that she was (and is) dripping wet.

As she tells me this, I am squeezing her breast and slowly pinching her nipple. I feel her lips brush against my ear as she whispers, and I feel an answering surge of lust from my own groin. I slide my hand back, rubbing her hardening nipple against my palm, and she shifts her hips to press against me as she moans appreciatively.

She tells me that she shaved her legs and trimmed her bush last night, knowing she would see me today. She says she wore her favorite bra, the one that pushes her tits together and gives her great cleavage, just for me. She tells me that when she went to the bathroom before the movie started, she found out that she had already creamed in her panties.

I ask her to prove it, and she immediately leans back and slides one hand down her belly, and into her unbuttoned pants. She licks my ear, and then reaches her hand up, slipping her middle finger into my mouth. I eagerly suck on it, tasting the promised pussy cream. It is thick on her finger, and the taste is a hard-to-describe mixture of salty, musky, and feminine… and really turns me on.

With one leg hooked over my own, she reaches back into her pants and tells me that she’s lightly stroking her clit. She tells me about how she masturbates almost every night to fall asleep, climbing into bed, wearing a thin tank top and her panties. She says she likes to lay on her stomach, with one hand between her legs, rubbing her clit, only occasionally slipping inside her pussy to bring her wetness out. She tells me how sometimes, as her orgasm is building, she imagines she’s sucking on a cock, and will slide two fingers into her mouth, desperately licking and sucking on them as she cums.

She’s starting to breathe heavily in my ear while she tells me that she likes to get fucked from behind, kneeling on her bed, with the guy standing behind her. She tells me her bed is exactly the right height for this — how she can rock backwards, feeling the guy’s cock deep inside her pussy, and then after he cums (either in her, or across her back), she can collapse forward, and put pressure on her clit to recover. She says she loves the feeling when the guy’s cum slips out of her, and onto her fingers, hot and sticky.

I can tell she’s getting close when she tells me that for the past few nights, her fantasy has been about me, her newest lover, fucking her ass. She says she wants to lay on her back, with a pillow under her butt and her legs hooked over my shoulders, so she can see my face as my cock slides into her. She wants to use her vibrator on her clit and cum while I’m fucking her.

Sensing my cue, I slide my hand down from her hip and into her panties. She leans forward and sits up just enough that I can slip my hand under her, and then she’s leaning back again. My hand is between her cheeks, and my middle finger is just resting on the opening of her pussy. I can feel her other hand moving in small, quick circles on her clit, and I move my finger in time, gently teasing her and getting wet before I slide back and find her ass.

She is ready, and my finger easily slides in up to the second joint. She inhales suddenly, and freezes for a moment, and then she’s moving again, pressing up against me, fingers flying on her clit, hips rolling in a lazy circle, and begging me to make her cum. She’s whispering so fast and intently in my ear, that all the words run into one another, “ohgodmakemecummakemecumcumcumfuckmepleasefuckmyassandmakemecum…”

I start moving my finger. Due to our position, I can’t really slide in and out of her ass, but I do my best, pushing deep into her and then pulling back to put more pressure at the top, and then pushing forward, rubbing against the bottom, knowing she can feel it in her cunt.

It doesn’t take long. Within a few seconds, I hear her breath catch in her throat, and she leans heavily against me, her head on my shoulder, rocking slightly as her orgasm rolls over her. I can feel her ass squeeze my finger, and hold steady, providing solid pressure for her body to react to. As it dissipates, and her breath returns to normal, I kiss her deeply and slip my finger out. She wimpers slightly and before we’re done kissing, I can feel her hand sliding up my thigh. The movie’s not over yet…

Oral Fixation

As soon as the door to her apartment opened, our hands were all over each other. Our coats hit the ground, and we frantically kissed as we staggered into her bedroom. She grabbed my ass with one hand and the back of my head with her other, while my hands slide down her sides and I grabbed her hips. Our bodies pressed together as we bumped into her bed, and fell backwards, still eagerly groping each other.

I pulled away, standing up to pull down my pants and boxers, and kicking off my shoes so I could step out of my pants. She pulled up her skirt, and quickly lifted her hips in the air while she slid off her panties.

In a heartbeat, I was back on top of her. I sucked on her ear and she gasped as my already erect cock rubbed against her. Reaching between us, she deftly maneuvered my head, rubbing it against her already wet lips, and then slipping me inside. I begin thrusting into her, and she wrapped her legs around my waist.

I propped myself up on my elbows, and she put her hands on my shoulders. She was excited and breathing hard, with her eyes wide open. She almost looked startled, except that she kept getting little shivers and making quiet little moaning noises between breaths.

I slid two of my fingers into her mouth. She closed her eyes and eagerly started sucking on them, running her tongue all along and between my fingers, wetly slurping as I fucked her. I slid my fingers in and out of her mouth, and she moved her head back and forth, fucking my hand, and mirroring the motion as my cock slid in and out of her cunt.

“I want to cum in your mouth,” I said and she groaned with pleasure around my fingers.

I stood up and stepped back from the bed, and she quickly jumped down to her knees in front of me. She swallowed my cock, wrapping her fingers around the base, and sucked deeply, causing me to shudder. Pulling back, she slid her lips up and down, licking every bit of her cream off my shaft.

With a wet smack, she let me slip out of her mouth, and then reached down and popped her tits out of her low-cut shirt. She had a fantastic rack with big pink nipples, which she pulled on excitedly, and then leaned forward so my cock was nestled between her tits, which she squeezed together and started sliding up and down around me.

The sight of my cock sliding wetly between her perfect tits caused me to feel a surge in my balls, and I knew it wasn’t going to be long.

“Oh, make me cum, baby,” I said, and she let go of her breasts to wrap her hands around my shaft, and her lips around my head. She slid her hands up and down a bit, squeezing and rubbing while her tongue flicked at the tip and she slid my head in and out of her lips.

She was still breathing heavily, moaning and slurping around my cock, and hearing how turned on this was making her put me over the edge. I groaned and my whole groin spasmed as my spunk filled her mouth. She moaned, pleased with the results of her work.

Looking down, I saw that although she was still gently sucking on my head, she had let my cum run out of her mouth, where it had fallen on her tits. She was rubbing it into her nipples with one hand, and the other had disappeared under her skirt, where she had started rubbing her clit.

“We’re not done yet, mister,” she said happily.

Morning Wood

She gasped when I brushed my hand over her nipple — As much from surprise as from pleasure, I think. We were both half-asleep, lounging in bed. She was an old friend from high school, visiting home for the weekend from her out-of-state college. We were planning to spend the day together, but she had shown up around 7am after her train got in, and I normally didn’t get up until noon on the weekends.

In high school, we had been pretty close, even though we never dated, and we had even slept in the same bed a few times before at all-night parties. So when I suggested we climb back into bed for a few hours, she didn’t seem to mind. She took off her sweater and corduroy pants and climbed under the blankets with me. She snuggled up against me for warmth, lying with her back to me, and my arm around her middle. I was wearing boxers, and she was just wearing her underwear and a thin tank top.

For a few hours, we did just sleep, but over time I became increasingly aware of her body. She was about the same height as me, just a little bit shorter, and very skinny with small boobs. I remembered in high school she didn’t even wear a bra most of the time. I remembered one time when I caught a peek down her shirt as she bent over in front of me in a loose-fitting shirt, and I could clearly see her nipple. Thinking about that, and with her body pressed up against me, I started to get hard.

I’m not sure if she could tell. It seemed pretty obvious to me, my erection pressed into her ass, between the swell of her cheeks. I tried not to move at all, afraid she would suddenly notice. So far, she hadn’t reacted at all, and her breathing was still deep and even.

Eventually, it was too much for me. I lightly ran my hand up her chest, brushing my fingers over her nipple. I wasn’t sure what kind of reaction I would get, but the sudden intake of breath was followed by a slow exhale. Figuring that sounded like a positive reaction, I kept moving my hand up and wrapped it over her shoulder, pulling her closer to me. She responded by leaning back into me, putting more pressure on my cock.

Feeling more bold, I slid my hand back down her chest, teasing her nipple again. This time her reaction left me no doubt. She moaned softly, and reached up to grab my hand, cupping her breast. Pressing my hand firmly against her chest, I could feel her hardening nipple pressing against my palm through her shirt.

I pressed my hips forward, and she responded by grinding against me. My cotton boxers slid smoothly against her satin panties, and the feeling of my cock slipping up and down between her ass cheeks was turning me on even more.

I slid my hand out from beneath hers, giving her nipple one more tweak before I slid my hand down. Her tank top ended a few inches above her panties, and her skin was hot. I ran my hand along her hip, and then slipped my fingers under the elastic. Her breath quickened as I ran my fingers through her pubic hair, and she spread her legs slightly to let me reach further. Moving past her bush, I found she was already wet.

Her lips were already slick and my finger slid easily between them as she continued to grind against me. She moved her hips forward, stroking down my cock, and slipping my finger deep between her lips, teasing her opening, and then moved backwards, stroking back up my shaft, and sliding my finger up to her clit.

She moaned lightly and reached back to grab my head, pulling me forward where I started kissing her neck. I started moving with her, humping her ass while she rubbed her clit against my fingers. I had two of them now slipping between her lips, stroking along the smooth path to her pussy, rubbing her wetness all over.

She shivered and then pulled away from me slightly so she could slip her panties off. Quickly, I pulled my boxers off as well, and then we were pressed together again. One hand was under her body, touching her hip, and with the other I reached up and squeezed one of her nipples. Meanwhile, she reached between her legs, and positioned my cock at the entrance to her pussy.

She worked my head back and forth a few times, slipping it between her lips until it was coated in her juice, and then she slid down the length of my shaft. She was warm and wet, and I slipped easily into her. When I was buried to the hilt, we paused for a second, and then she started grinding her hips again, just like she had been doing before, only now, every move slid my cock in and out of her pussy.

The sensation was overwhelming, and I swear I’ve never been harder. It felt like my head was swollen larger than normal, and I could feel the texture changes as I plunged in and out of her cunt. Her lips were tight around my shaft, but around my head I could feel the smooth, velvety texture of her inner walls.

I groaned into her neck and grabbed her tightly. Her breath was coming in short, sharp gasps, and every few seconds she would reach between her legs to keep me from popping out. A few times I did, and she would run her hand down the length of my shaft before grabbing me firmly and putting me back inside her.

After a few minutes, she must have noticed my breath coming more rapidly, or felt my cock stiffen or something because suddenly she was whispering a frantic warning in my ear not to cum in her, because she wasn’t on the pill. She never stopped fucking me, she just said to tell her when I was about to cum.

It didn’t take long… A few seconds later, I gasped out a warning, and she suddenly rolled to the side, popping my cock out of her. I rolled onto my back, and reached down, figuring I would have to finish things up myself, but before I could, she had turned around and grabbed me, wrapping her lips around my head. She moaned impatiently and started swirling her tongue around while squeezing me. My initial shock passed quickly, and the sensation quickly brought me right back to the peak.

I groaned and then arched my back as I came in her mouth. She continued to make quiet little excited sounds as she sucked and ran her tongue around me. I had never cum in a girl’s mouth before, and the ongoing sensation as she sucked me off drew the orgasm out. She moaned happily as the last aftershocks hit me. I was staring at her as she let me slip out of her mouth, and she smiled as she reached up to wipe a bit of my cum from her lips.

“Well,” she said, “What are you gonna have for breakfast?”

Caught in the Act

She was fingering herself when I opened the bathroom door. Leaning against the sink with one hand, her clingy purple skirt was hiked up over her hips, and her other hand was slid into her panties. Her eyes flew open in surprise when she heard the door open, but before she could say anything, I quickly stepped in and locked the door behind me.

Our office has two bathrooms, one by the front desk, and one down the hall that we share with some other businesses in the building. It’s a bit further away, so most people don’t use it. Apparently, I’m not the only one who appreciates a bit of privacy at times.

When I turned back around from the door, she was pulling her dress back down. Her face was bright red, and she was clearly mortified to have been caught in the act. She started to explain how she thought the door was locked, but her voice trailed off when I pulled her hand up and licked her finger. I could taste her pussy, and her breath caught as I sucked on her finger.

I stepped closer, pushing the small of her back up against the sink. She was about the same height as me, and I let go of her hand to grab her hips and grind into her. One leg pressing between her thighs, she let out a little moan. I brushed her hair aside and started kissing and sucking on the side of her neck, working my way up to her ear, and she ran her fingers through my hair.

I ran my hands up her sides and squeezed her tits, and she squirmed, rubbing her crotch against my thigh. I licked around the edge of her ear, back down her throat and nibbled on her collarbone. She grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me towards her. I wrapped one arm around her back, and slid my fingers into her hair, which made her shiver.

Feeling the pressure of my growing erection against her hip, she pressed more firmly against me and quietly breathed my name in my ear. I leaned back, keeping our bodies pressed together, but looking her in the eyes. She licked her lips, but her eyes were wide with uncertainty.

“Why don’t we finish what you were doing when I came in here?” I said. She nodded, and I grabbed her hips and turned her back around. She leaned against the sink again as I pulled her skirt back up over her hips. I knelt down as I slid her panties around her ankles and helped her step out of them. She spread her legs as I ran my hands up the insides of her thighs. Spreading her cheeks a bit, I licked the length of her already wet pussy, and plunged my tongue into her, tasting her cream.

Sitting back, I licked my lips, enjoying a moment of anticipation. Then I slowly slid two fingers into her. Her cunt was tight around my fingers, and she gasped at the sudden sensation. I pushed forward, and then started to slowly slide my fingers in and out. At the same time, I reached forward with my other hand to grab her hand. I brought it back between her thighs and she started to rub her clit.

I stood up and unbuttoned my pants, sliding them and my boxers around my ankles. I stroked my hard-on with my left hand while my right continued to finger her. She had her head down, resting on her arm on the sink, and I could hear her breathing rapidly. Her back was arched, and her skirt bunched up around her waist, and I could faintly see the remainder of last summer’s tan line on her ass.

Quickly, I pulled my fingers out of her, rubbed her wetness around the head of my cock, and then leaned forward, plunging into her. She cried out in surprise, and I felt her cunt squeeze and then loosen around me.

For a moment, I just stood there, enjoying the hot grip she had on my shaft, and feeling her fingers tickle my balls as she frantically rubbed her clit. I knew this wouldn’t last long once I started, so I tried to focus on the details, to commit them to memory. Then I grabbed her hips and started fucking her. At first I went slowly, but feeling her hand moving around between our legs spurred me on, and before long I was plunging in and out of her as quickly as I could.

Her pussy kept opening and closing around me, alternately gaping so I could really only feel her lips sliding along my shaft, and then suddenly squeezing tight around me so that I could feel every bit of her wrapped hotly around the head of my cock.

She was trying to be quiet, but was constantly whispering my name, telling me to fuck her, and simply moaning into her arm. Suddenly, she reached up and grabbed the edge of the sink with both hands, and arched her back. She cried out and leaned back so far I nearly popped out of her, but I held tightly onto her hips, and pushed my cock as deep into her as I could.

After a minute, she relaxed, leaned back down and moaned deeply. Incredibly turned on, I resumed fucking her now soaking wet pussy with quick, deep thrusts. She reached down between her legs again, but this time lightly took hold of my balls, and started gently rubbing them with each push.

“Oh my god, I just came so hard,” she breathed, looking up and making eye contact with me in the mirror. “Cum for me, come on, I want you to cum inside me…”

With all this encouragement, it wasn’t long before I felt the familiar building sensation deep inside. I groaned and told her I was about to cum, and then my body rocked with an orgasm. I gripped her hips tightly and pumped my cum deep inside her pussy.

For a minute, we just stood there like that, catching our breath, and then she stood up. My cock slipped out of her, and we both laughed. Leaning back against me, she reached her arms back around my head and sighed happily.

Afterwards, we cleaned up and went back to work like nothing had happened. We never spoke about it, and it never happened again, but I think about it every time she walks past my desk — especially when she’s wearing that purple skirt.